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“Same,” I murmur, reach out and brush my fingers through his hair. It’s a little crispy with gel and I want to make fun of him, but I’m too tired. “Will you take me home, Enzo?”
For a moment, he looks surprised that I agreed so quickly. But then he nods, slips my shoes back on, grabs the bags and helps me down to my car which he drives back to my place. He tells me he’ll Uber back to the office and, again, I don’t argue.
Seeing this softer side of Enzo has me liking him even more. He manages to get me undressed and into a t-shirt and comfy lounge pants without even making it sexual. Then he tucks me into bed and kisses my forehead.
“You need anything, call and I’ll come back. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“Honestly, honey, I think all you really need is a good, long nap and you’ll be just fine.”
After another quick kiss, he says goodbye and I watch him walk out of my bedroom. The moment he’s gone, I sit up and lay a hand over my heart. Right now, it’s currently tripping in my chest, beating so hard for that man. And, I know for absolute certainty that I am falling head over heels for him. It’s terrifying, too, especially because there might be an addition to this little party.
A baby?
I’m the kind of person who needs answers immediately. There’s no way I can fall asleep or sit here and wonder if I’m pregnant and not go absolutely bonkers. Sliding out of bed, I slip into a pair of sweatpants, grab my purse and head down to the drug store. I buy three pregnancy tests and hurry back home.
After carefully reading the directions, I take the first test and wait, my heart in my throat. After the allotted time, I look down at the stick and it’s very clearly positive.
“Oh, shit,” I whisper and immediately proceed to tear open the second test. After getting the same result, I take the third and final test because I’m thorough like that.
All three tests indicate I am pregnant with Enzo Rossi’s baby.
A whirl of emotions tear through me and my entire world starts spinning like I’m on some kind of out-of-control carnival ride. How am I going to tell Enzo? What is he going to think? Will he run or stay?
My family is going to freak out because they hate the Rossi’s. Well, my mom will support me because she loves me. Everyone else—my cousins and my Uncle Sal—will probably have a conniption fit, though.
And will I have the time and energy needed to work? Especially if I acquire Holloway Corp.?
It’s all too much to think about right now, so I do what Enzo suggested. I go lay down in bed and curl up into a small ball, wanting to go to sleep and forget about my life for as long as possible.
16
ENZO
After taking Gabriella home and tucking her in, I return to the office. I’d like to think that she just has a stomach bug and will be fine by tomorrow. The idea that it could be something more serious is silly. She’s young, healthy and strong. However, I’m also not stupid. We’ve been extremely careless when it comes to all the sex we’ve been having lately. But, if I run the numbers, it takes me back to our first night together. And I vividly recall removing that defective condom.
Shit. I didn’t mention anything to her at the time because I’d convinced myself everything was fine. But what if it isn’t? What if she got pregnant and is now carrying my child?
Maybe the thought should scare me but, funnily enough, I find myself having the exact opposite reaction of fear. The idea of Bri carrying my baby makes me a little giddy. The twisted side of me knows it would cement us together for the rest of our lives because I plan on being in my child’s life in every possible way. Hers, too, if I’m lucky.
Staring out the window, unable to concentrate, I think about how a baby would change both of our lives in so many ways. I’d want more from her, but I have no idea if she feels the same. Gabriella is everything I’ve always wanted, but never thought I’d find. I’m always too busy to give relationships a chance but, for the first time in my life, I want to try. I’m ready to jump into the deep end with her and give her my all. Give her my love.
I release a shaky breath. Love isn’t something I plan to half-ass. If she’s in, if we’re going to do this, I’m going to love Gabriella with every ounce of my heart and soul. Whatever she wants, I’ll give it to her, and with zero hesitation. She will become my only focus…my world.
I’m debating whether or not to go back to her place and check in on her in a few hours when I hear a knock on the door. Turning, I look over to see Doug Holloway walking inside.
“Hi, Enzo,” he says, grinning, “how is everything going?”
“Really well,” I respond, putting my mask into place. “How are you?”
“Never been better. I’ve been reading all the reports and I’m thrilled with what the two of you have been able to accomplish in the last month and a half.”
“I’m glad to hear it.”
“I also was invited to spend some time over in Greece next week with a good friend—” He waggles his eyebrows, “and I’m not about to pass that up. If you catch my drift.”
Huh. I thought this man was still mourning his wife. Apparently not because it sounds like he’s moved on with a lady friend. Which I suppose is his prerogative, but it still seems odd to me.
